Foaming from your mouth,
Words you've only seized upon.
And to you this life's a game,
Making choices to become ashamed.
Never for what you live for,
Just what your living by.
You've lost the sign you've been searching for,
A storm come June to keep adding more.
And our pain is just unaffected, pasts wrecked it.
Clinging to the lightning, bound to strike.
The thunder has arrived.
Words you've only seized upon.
And to you this life's a game,
Making choices to become ashamed.
Never for what you live for,
Just what your living by.
You've lost the sign you've been searching for,
A storm come June to keep adding more.
And our pain is just unaffected, pasts wrecked it.
Clinging to the lightning, bound to strike.
The thunder has arrived.
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